"Go!"

The white-faced young man turned into a wisp of blue smoke and disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, a huge repulsive force squeezed Ye Jian out.

When he opened his eyes, Ye Jian was already standing outside the Holy Peak. A figure passed by him. Sima Chong was also squeezed out and fell in a mess in the air and gnawed the mud.

"Phhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

He kept complaining while getting up.

"They are out!"

At the same moment, four powerful divine thoughts locked directly over.

Turning around, Ye Jian then realized that thousands of people were waiting for them.

There were the gloomy Venerable Qianwu, the Venerable Wuwu, the Venerable Wucheng and Venerable Wuyuan who had been chasing them before, hundreds of powerful law enforcement elites, and the Guangping Army with two thousand distinctive armor.

The city walls were covered with densely packed with powerful arches and crossbows, and amazingly powerful Xuan Crystal Cannons.

"Why do I think we can't escape this time!"

Sima Chong approached Ye Jian and whispered.

Ye Jian nodded and looked around at the same time.

The Anlan tribe, the Platinum tribe and the Haoyue tribe jointly attacked Jinlie City, and it was impossible for someone to be defeated in one day.

As expected, there was a strong aura a hundred miles outside the city.

The crowd in front of him automatically dispersed, and the Saint Son of Chuyang walked out, his eyes swept over Ye Jian and the others indifferently without any expression.

Standing beside him was Shi Yue, the saint of the Jinlie clan.

"Ye Jingtian, hand over what you have obtained in the Holy Peak, and then break your hands and feet."

The Holy Son of Jin Yang walked out and said with a greedy look on his face.

"Jumping clown!"

Ye Jian snorted coldly and his eyes jumped over him.

This action undoubtedly hurt the fragile heart of the Holy Son of Jin Yang, and instantly made him furious.

"You're looking for death!"

But before he had an attack, another young man next to him burst into laughter.

"Jinyang, don't be embarrassed."

This man's eyebrows and eyes are like lightning, with a handsome and handsome man. He is wearing a purple-gold robe and embroidered with three dazzling storm-the Sanyang Holy Son.

Sima Chong curled his lips.

"Seeing you smiling so happily, I'm afraid you're not even as good as him."

"you!"

The Sanyang Shengzi's face turned pale and his eyes were staring at Sima Chong, revealing his murderous intent.

"You want to die, I will fulfill you."

"You are the only one? Let's practice for another hundred years."

Faced with the threat of the Sanyang Saint Son, Sima Chong was disdainful.

"Boy, don't show off your verbal advantage."

When Qianwu saw that his grandson was defeated, he immediately wanted to take action, but was stopped by Chuyang Shengzi.

"Let's wait!"

At this moment, no one knew what Chuyang Shengzi was going to do.

His eyes turned to Ye Jian, and Chuyang Shengzi spoke, "Brother Ye, no matter what you get in the Holy Peak, I can forgive you, as long as you are willing to join my Jinlie clan."

"This is impossible!"

"This little thief must be killed!"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he attracted unanimous opposition from the Venerable Wu of Wei and Venerable Qianwu around him.

"This thief is bold and desecrated the Holy Peak of our Jinlie clan, and should be cut into pieces."

"Whoever dares to get close to this person is to betray the ancestors."

The two Venerables of Martial Arts swept coldly over everyone present.

Chuyang Shengzi frowned, no one knew the situation in the Holy Peak better than him.

Without the permission of Lord Holy Spirit, no one can enter the Holy Peak, let alone walk out of it.

Ye Jian looked at Feng Wu Zunzong and others without any fear.

"I'm sorry, I can't obey."

Chuyang Shengzi was silent and waved his hand.

Everyone gathered around.

Venerable Wei and Venerable Qianwu seem to have been prepared for a long time, and they can fully fight as soon as they take action.

They had already learned from Venerable Wucheng and Venerable Wuyuan that the two people in front of them had the combat power that was comparable to the Supreme Lord.

They were just half-believing and half-doubting about this.

Two juniors in the fourth stage of change are fighting against the Supreme Master, and it feels like a fantasy to think about it.

All they thought was to capture Ye Jian and the others as soon as possible, and then ask for the opportunity in the Holy Peak.

"war!"

Ye Jian's eyes were cold, like a sharp sword that was unsheathed.

"war!"

Sima Chong's face was full of excitement, and the light of a beast surged in his eyes.

boom!

In a big collision between the two sides, the Venerable Wu of Wu and Venerable Qian of Wu retreated for more than ten steps, coughing up blood on the corners of their mouths, but Ye Jian and the others did not even step back.

"What!"

"How is that possible!"

At this moment, everyone was shocked, and Chuyang Shengzi's eyes were dull for a moment, and then he became cautious.

Venerable Wucheng roared,

"Their strength has improved again, please be careful!"

“Go together!”

At this moment, Chuyang Shengzi didn't care about any kindness and righteousness, and directly called everyone to siege him.

"Brother Sima, did you choose the old one or the younger one?"

Ye Jian smiled and said to Sima Chong beside him. At the same time, the seven seas of consciousness in his body formed a line, boiling, and the majestic mysterious power poured into the eight sword monuments, capturing the four supreme masters in one fell swoop.

In fact, the four great masters also surrounded Ye Jian at the first time, while the others were facing Sima Chong.

Sima Chong laughed, and his mysterious power was boiling all over his body.

“It’s just right here!”

The powerful force was blasted out, locking on to the saints of all the saints headed by Chuyang Saint Son.

"Boy, you have only been missing for several months and you have become such a disaster. You can't stay here today!"

The Venerable Wei shouted loudly, and the mysterious power in his body boiled, turning into a giant palm to slash out.

"Die!"

"If you want to kill me, please ask the sword in my hand first."

Today is different from the past, Ye Jian is not afraid of the four great masters.

The eight sword monuments rotated rapidly, the head and tail were connected into a straight line, and a giant sword that stretched out to the sky was made up.

boom!

One blow is like the sky collapses and the earth breaks.

Ye Jian and Venerable Wei both took ten steps back.

"Boy, is that only your strength?"

A figure surrounded Ye Jian like a ghost, and his fist attacked out like a poisonous dragon.

"I've been on guard against you for a long time."

Ye Jian used a backhand sword, and eight sword monuments directly slashed the man.
To be continued...